I begged my parents to take me to a buffet at 9. They all died on the way.

I wasn't going to post this but here goes.

When I was 9, I was coming home from hagwon on a Friday and I begged my mom and dad to stop at a department store buffet. Mom kept saying no. I kept whining. Eventually they caved and said they'd pick me up when I finished class.

And then. On the way to get me. My mom, my dad, and my older sister (she was a lot older than me) all died in a car accident. Right there. Gone.

I didn't know any of this yet. I was just sitting there being excited about food, asking my friend's mom for a ride home, thinking about what to eat and what clothes I wanted to buy. like an idiot.

My brother survived, barely. Mom shielded him with her body.

We live with our oldest brother now. And I just. I carry this thing around every day. They were coming to get ME. My whole family died coming to pick ME up.

My brother watched all of them die right in front of him. And he still tries to act like a real oppa for me even though I'm not sure I deserve it. Sometimes he asks me if I ever think "it's because of you" and I say no.

But honestly. Yeah. I do.

I'm so tired.